I'm in a Brain Dead state now my mind is a blank slate 

The matter in my head is as useful as a beefcake 

Walk around dazed for days at a time 

My brain begins to smoke when I try to make a rhyme

If I think too hard then the thing falls apart 

And my friends like to pretend they're tinter toys so they start to 

Piece it back together any way that it'll fit 

And become the dead brain insane maniac, quittin' time

Back for more like I've never done before

My insanity's contagious so I'm ragin' all the more

Now I'm stuck here doin' things I think are weird 

Like ridin' into town on a horse like Paul Revere

When the authorities come and my mental rage is done 

When my jacket gets tied in the back then the fun has just begun

Let me cough up a lung, as I said 

There ain't nothin' quite like bein' seriously brain dead  



Well the beat flows in and goes out the other ear

What I hear that remains get straind like a sieve 

Soul the only survivor to live 

Makin' another bad creation like my name was Biv 

Give me the time of day and I lose it in a second 

To the abyss in my head ya know it's something to be recokned with 

Like Biff coming back from the future cuz I'm lost in time 

Pay no attention cuz I got no mind 

Gilligan's next of kin I'm a bumblin' fool 

With no control of motor skills I'm prone to drown in my drool 

In college got F's got no knowlege can't explain 

Like the Wiz's scarecrow because I haven't got a brain 

Oh I can tell you why 

The ocean's near the shore 

To look smart I paint myself so I look well red 

Drinkin Drano can't explain oh I'm probably brain dead



I hang around town with Grandpa Simpson 

I'm waitin' for my head to explode like Bill Plympton 

Then we can really have fun and go pick up the pieces

And eat ‘em as a candy like Reese's 

Pulsing brain causing agonizing pain 

Drives a red-head insane no cure for the strange 

No escape from Dementia brain gets no deader 

No pain, no brain, and it gets no better 

Came along for the ride now I wanna get off 

But all the doctors say is turn your head and cough  

They just strap me down tight and pump me full of medication 

Pack me up and send me on a permanent vacation

I would come to visit but I'm right down the hall 

In my own padded cell happy drawings and all 

Ain't nothin' gonna fix the imbalance in my head 

I'm doomed to live the rest of my life brain dead